“Leave it in for an hour. Then take it out, carefully, and sanitize it.”
“Yes, sir!”
I loved how submissive she was.
How very eager to please.
I decided that I was going to have fun with her, at least while we were under quarantine. I had a lot of things in mind to do with my new little pet. Though I was going to limit myself to once a day. I didn’t want to overwhelm her, and we did still have a case to prepare.
Leaving her naked on the floor with a butt plug deep in her ass, I went to take a cold shower and then went back to the office to do more work on the case.
Chapter Six
Macy
Day 3 of Lockdown
Not used to sleeping on the couch in the reception lobby, I woke up with the sun again. Not too surprising for a farm girl, I guess. I may have lived and worked in a big city now, but I was raised in Nebraska.
I was still in my clothes, minus my ruined panties, still able to feel the delicious sensation of the butt plug inside me. I had never heard of such a thing before, let alone worn one. Paul was introducing me to all sorts of wonderful things beyond regular sex – what I had heard called “vanilla” sex, and not always in a complimentary or even neutral way.
Though his willingness to “break me in” only made it more confusing as to why he wouldn’t fuck me yet. I wanted so much to feel his beautiful cock inside me, but he switched between hot and cold, horny and reserved so quickly it made my head spin.
Was teasing part of this whole thing we had going on?
It hadn’t come up in my research, but it made sense that it would be part of the power exchange. I was giving him control over me in every aspect. Including how and when he touched me.
I peeked into his office, finding him sleeping soundly on the couch, bent in what looked like a very uncomfortable position, his height far outpacing the length of the couch. I fit into the couch in the receptionist lounge easily and felt a little bad. I wondered if he would like a blowjob or something to take his mind off his doubtlessly stiff neck.
Pushing the thought out of my mind after reminding myself that whether I was allowed to suck him off or not was probably up to him, I went back to my desk and kept doing the case work he had assigned me the day before.
I was in the middle of working when my phone dinged. It was a text from Paul. He said to go and take a shower. The firm’s bathrooms were set up for such, in consideration of employees who liked to pull all-nighters, as well as due to the fact that the firm had a gym on one of the floors.
It was the next bit of the text that made my breath catch.
Then come to my office. Bring the butt plug.
I washed thoroughly. I might have taken too much time – not that he had given me a time-frame – but I wanted to be really clean and fresh for him. Particularly if he was going to take my virginity.
I was hoping he finally would. My pussy was already drenched and clenching, thinking of his big cock filling it up. It had barely fit in my mouth and I knew it would have a hard time getting crammed all the way in my pussy. But I was ready for it.
I dried off thoroughly, not bothering to get dressed again. Paul had made his intentions clear and I didn’t want to waste any time dressing and undressing. He always liked to see my curvy body naked.
I just took the sanitized butt plug from my purse and went to his office to see what my dear master had in mind for me this time. I was buzzing at the very thought of him touching me again.
“On your knees,” he said, as soon as I was through his office door.
I dropped without question or second thought, my head hung, waiting for further instructions. Maybe he really did want another blowjob to make up for his cricked neck.
Rolling his computer chair out from behind the desk and then standing up, he came over and gently took the butt plug from my hand.
“I am going to put this up your ass again,” he said calmly, “but I need to warm you up. A bit.”
Gently guiding me to my feet, he stroked my pussy some, already making juices leak out of it, before leading me by my pussy over to his chair. I was about ready to explode by the time we got there. Sitting down, Paul put me across his lap, an easy thing considering our size difference.